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Hacks never too old  for taxpayer kisses

Thursday, April 11, 2013
By: Howie Carr

Sure, it’s impressive at some level, these state hacks hanging on until well into their 90s, but the hero of the hackerama is still John Flaherty, late clerk of the South Boston District Court.

A former truck driver, Flaherty served three terms as a state rep and was  appointed clerk in 1945 at age 35. He was still at the public trough 58 years later when he stopped coming down for breakfast in 2004.

Pension? He didn’t need no stinkin’ pension.

When Flaherty finally croaked, he was succeeded by none other than another person named Flaherty — Peggy Flaherty Albertson. How South Boston is that?

Peg was no relation to Jack, but she is the daughter of ex-state rep and judge Michael Flats Flaherty, cousin of the late double-dipper Jimmy Flaherty, and sister of ex-City Councilor Baby Flats, who is running again this year because he “wants to serve,” i.e., run up his pension, reclaim his parking space at City Hall and maybe make another run at getting his wife on the BPD, thus setting her up for yet another pension for the Flahertys, the tinkers of Ward 6.

This is what it’s all about. When hacks say “public service,” they’re talking about the kiss in the mail. Nobody, and I mean  nobody, in the Dreaded Private Sector gets a pension anymore. Everybody, and I do mean everybody, in the hackerama does.

Check out the new state pension list on our website. And remember, we don’t have the MBTA pension list. State Rep. Shaunna O’Connell (R-Taunton) tried to attach an amendment to the tax increases earlier this week making the T pensions public, but it was ruled “beyond the scope” of the bill.

I went down the pension list, by ages, and once again the old saying about retired payroll patriots comes to mind: “Forgotten, but not gone.”

Come on down, Eugene  Brune, former Southern  Middlesex register of deeds. Former mayor of Somerville. Retired in January at age 83, now grabbing $82,006.80 a year.

Ex-Rep. Alice Wolf of Cambridge, a moonbat’s moonbat. Also retired in January, at age 79, making $55,070.28.

Never leave until you have to. Just ask Ron Pina, the ex-DA of Bristol County. He left in 1991 and collects a mere $34,446. He was succeeded by Paul Walsh, who lasted until 2007. He gets $74,746.44.

I see one elected official emeritus who, when first elected, blurted out, “Five hundred bucks a week for the rest of my life!” Little did he know! He’s now 66, and his pension is ... $89,286.48 a year.

I know you’re thinking exactly what I’m thinking. Why didn’t we become hacks too?

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Carr: Support Liz Warren’s bro — so she won’t have to
Friday, April 12, 2013 Howie Carr

What is it with these moonbats who want to raise the taxes on everybody else but wouldn’t personally pay a nickel to see a volcano?

Whatever happened to the old saying, charity begins at home?

This morning’s Exhibit A comes from U.S. Sen. Elizabeth “Granny” Warren, the fake Indian. You may recall her childhood on the “jagged edge of the middle class.”

Now she’s crying the buckets again, sending out what appears to be a fundraising email about her hero Obama’s alleged cuts in Social Security.

Last year she threw most of her family under the bus during the Senate campaign against Scott Brown. (Remember how her racist grandparents forced her parents to “elope,” after which they returned home that evening for a reception?)

Now it’s her brother David’s turn to take a bullet for the team, the Cleveland Indians, or maybe the Atlanta Braves, or the Washington Redskins.

“Today my brother lives on his Social Security,” she says. “That’s about $1,100 a month, $13,200 a year.”

You can almost hear Granny dropping her voice to deliver some bad news. Somebody cue the violins.

“I can almost guarantee that you know someone — a family member, friend or neighbor — who counts on Social Security checks to get by,” she hyperventilates. “We cannot allow it (Social Security) to be dismantled inch by inch.”

Hey Granny, did it ever occur to you that maybe you could just … do the right thing by brother Dave? You’re worth well over $10 million, according to your financial disclosure statements. I know, you don’t own any stocks — “just mutual funds,” as you explained to a Kool-Aid drinker on MSNBC last year. If you don’t have it already, you’ll soon be cashing a big book-advance check for your new tome, “Faked,” I mean, “Rigged.”

By your own account, you provided the “intellectual foundations” for the now-almost-forgotten Occupy Wall Street movement. Those smelly hippies were opposed to “greed,” remember? Granny, isn’t it greedy for you not to pay your “fair share” for brother Dave? Think of it as an “investment in the future.” It’s not money, it’s just “revenues.”

Why don’t you just call Dave down in the Indian Territory and tell him, no problem bro, you can just move to my mansion in Cambridge and crash there until we get rid of this evil Republican president — er, never mind.

But this is the moonbat m.o. She wants to raise your taxes, not hers. She’ll give you the shirt off your back. Same thing with her ex-pal Obama. What about his brother George, living in a box in Nairobi? If Obama sent him a double-sawbuck, he’d double his annual income. But like Granny, Obama throws around quarters like manhole covers. He let Massachusetts taxpayers support his beloved Auntie Zeituni while she was here illegally, not working, collecting welfare.